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Zen Dash
Zen Dash
Songwriter
Jaja Gh'ais Robinson
Jaja Gh'ais Robinson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Y'all can't go in none of these businesses Y'all can't go in none of these businesses All this drip and all this fashion now Niggas be rockin and shit You can't go in Gucci Savior of my city, death by the millions Backxwash posted my album said I was killin Celebratin what I deserve I guess that warrants a seven point sixty two thru My trigeminal nerve I'm the only nigga from my hood To ever see the vision Everyone wanna be God till it's Time to make a decision Allen Iverson on Al-Nakba, 73rd anniversary We was recognizin the Akbar Motivation pulchritudinous I was preachin to the city council bout Black lives But for her I be shootin shit Type of shit that rock the whole edifice Type of shit that make niggas Never wanna see me again like they Oedipus Got her baby daddy throwin fits at the show Threw her fit at the stage Now he callin her a hoe Couldn't shoot my shows up if he wanted Cause he know that his shawty Gonna be there and he know that he still love her Sucka Better surely than in some bed Where in broken health I'm led Lingering until I'm dead Better than with prayers and pleas Or in the clutch of some disease Wasting slowly by degrees Better than of heart attack Or some dose of drug I lack Let me die, by being Black Never done, better run Zen is some demon ass Sick spit, kick shit, twisted fiending ass Wild out, fuck round, find out king ass I ain't even start my rhymes yet Sit back digest In my zone six, this my climate Ain't no mountain, bitch I climbed that Ain't no bars left, bitch I rhymed that Zen the nicest, ever Do it sound familiar Bitch this a big pun What you call biggie favorite blicky A big gun I spent some of my COVID money on coke Hit my Bandcamp, ya boy Zen Zen beyond broke Part Haitian, send aid Kool aid, lemonade Financial aid, nigga Phil Ade Phil Adé Whatever man, Philadelphia I miss y'all New York is killing me, finna shoot heron Zen Better violent for us to die Than to Uncle tom and try Makin peace just to live a lie Better now I say my sooth I'm gonna die demanding truth While I'm still akin to youth Better now than later on Now that fear of death is gone Never mind another dawn Brrrrr They open fire but They died tellin it like it was G-G-G-G-G-G-Guevara Really liked killing people
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